Novel & Cerita Yandere Chara

I watched as Sera begin to interact with the pack member’s, keeping my distance but staying close enough that if that vampire tried anything we could protect her. “Damon!” A high-pitched giggly laugh called, I looked to see one of my ex’s Charline. “Charline.” I nodded curtly reminding myself not to be rude as she approached me before I had met Sera I had thought Charline was as close to perfect a female could get. She was built like a supermodel, with thick thighs, long blonde hair, perfect high cheekbones, and the biggest titts. But now, looking at her disgusted me. Guilt that I had slept with her was consuming me knowing Sera was only a few feet away.

"Ugh, that ho Everett has on his arm is named Charline. She flirts with every guy on campus. What a waste, Everett." Charline's cascading fire engine red hair was rife with curls as she leaned into Everett. Her eye make-up was applied perfectly and her body was like a swimsuit model's. Her lycra yoga pants and matching top were skin tight leaving barely anything to the imagination. Ada bit on her thumb as she sat back into the booth, eyebrows angled and grimacing, waving her other hand in dismissal. I nudged her. "You still have feelings for him, don't you?" I asked, winking. My tone was joking since she could go either way with this question and I didn't want to risk losing her friendship a

Isabella spouts, her face holding a mocking look. All her life had been a damn lie, a smart betraying b!tch of a sister, and a spiteful lover. Charvie stood straight back, her eyes draining back the tears, which had intended to fall before. Suddenly, she gave out an imposing and unexplainable aura, before she let out a strange and insanely long chuckle, ending it with a smirk. Charvie's hand danced inside the cross bag, which rested on the left side of her waist, before bringing out her phone, and moving closer to the duo in bed.

Once her stomach is empty, she slumps to the ground and begins to sob, replaying Isaac’s words in her head. “I think I’ve found my mate.” This has always been a possibility she has known about, but that doesn’t make it sting any less finding out she isn’t Isaac’s mate, and it is another girl, one much prettier than her and of his kind rather than a useless human. Not only that, but she is also the daughter of an Alpha, the perfect Luna to rule alongside her own Alpha mate. What can a human-like Amira do for someone like Isaac if they were to get married? She isn’t his true mate, and she isn’t even a werewolf, she has no supernatural powers or even any mortal talents as a human.

Anicetus greeted, shifting Chara so that I could see her face. Like a Hades, her skin was very fair, and her eyes dark. But she had her birth mother's dark curls visible in her wrapping. Like her mother, she will grow to be a beauty, even if more hauntingly with her fair skin. At least I was right. Anicetus is going to claim Chara as his own. “Hello, Lady Chara." I greeted the baby. "It is her birth that brings us here. We have brought some gifts in honor of the occasion of your daughter and heir." I explained, giving a polite smile.

My eyes shot over to Obsidian when he moved. He stared down at Vanya for a few seconds before looking at me. Obsidian ran a hand through his hair and shook his head. “It’s her friend,” he muttered. “Her name’s Charlene.”

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Charisse “You,” I gritted my teeth at the woman before me, “you got my dress stained.” Zara Van Dell is more petite than I’d imagine. A woman who wears the queen’s extravagance like Miley Cyrus and has the excessive angst of a chihuahua. Swinging that syringe like a knife threatening to slit my throat, she smirked. “Ugly and loves playing the victim. Is that how you seduced the Alpha?” I crossed my arms. “And you are uglier and much outdated.”

Lila answered. Confused, Charia asked, “So you once had a miscarriage, and he still has the guts to call you barren?” Charia found it hard to believe that Lila had once taken in, and yet, they still accused her of barrenness. “You've always been a hotcake, even when we were in high school. Most of our guys, if not all, had their eyes on you, and even some teachers. But thinking of how you were so unlucky to end up with this man is what pisses me off now.” Charia's facial expression can tell how much hatred she had developed for Grey already.